tomorrow it continues

after two weeks of family time, i leave tomorrow for the rest of the trip to Swan's Island.
It's been great.  time blurs together the days and the events.  so, I won't present it chronologically.  but here are some pictures of the moments:


This was my first bike.  it's still awesome.  i took it out for a spin, but when i was coming off of some sweet jump i broke the chain.  lesson: don't wear flip-flops when riding a 5 year old's bike.  even if that five year old was you.

this was from a ride through York county.  it's been really hot here (90s, humid), but the retraining for the trip has been going well.  knee and ankle are both healed.   for now.

this is a picture that Katie (my 8 year old sister) drew for my dad on father's day.  it's the family in flower form.this is the house in which i grew up until i was 8 years old. 

this is fresh roasted coffee that Ruth (Dan's wife) roasted over the fire one day.  pretty great.

this is a sub, which is pretty similar to the one that my mom made at my surprise 16th birthday party.  

this is by brother 

Dan when we were hanging out in Philly at a train station.  this is under my favorite tree.  I set up the table for meals.  it's ideal. 

you probably recognize my first bike on the right.  well, the one on the left is my first mountain bike. it was a 50 lb Huffy.  solidly built, probably heavier than me at the time.  I remember riding that thing at Rocky Ridge when i was 13.  we sold it at the yard sale for $5. (btw, Dan is doing his classic head-in-the-shot pose.  way to be)

It's going to be tough to leave the family, though I'll see them again in a few weeks in Maine.  Nevertheless, I'm ready for the road again.  There's something stable about it even though I don't really know what I'm doing.  

The plan from here: go through lancaster, princeton, newark, and get to boston by the weekend.  Hanging out with my friend Daniel for independence day.  then continue through portland and up the coast to bar harbor.  then take the ferry to swan's island.

two more weeks of who knows what. going to go pack my bags now.